Exec
In the old days before the Time of the Red, you would have been a harddriven,
fast-track MBA on their way up the Corporate ladder. Sure, it was
selling your soul to the Company, but face it: the Corporations ruled the
world. They controlled governments, markets, nations, armies—you name
it. And you knew that whoever controlled the Corporations controlled
everything else. But things changed when the largest Megacorps
on the planet got into a major war that was equal to anything any
real national governments could have thrown down.
Okay, so right now your life as a junior executive is anything
but easy. There are those underneath you who'd kill
for a shot at your job. Literally. There are those over you
who'd kill to keep you out of their jobs. Literally. And they're
not kidding about the killing—every up-and-comer in the
Corporation has their own Team of Solos and Netrunners
to cover important pet projects. Last week, you led a mixed
team of Solos, Netrunners, and Techs on a headhunting run to
"extract" a researcher from a rival company. You told yourself
you joined the Corporation to make it a better place—work
from the inside, you said. Or just until you could start your
own Corporation that would be...a little more honest. But now
you're not so sure. Your ideals are a little tarnished and things
are getting pretty bleak. But you can't worry about ethics
now. You've got a report due in an hour, and it looks like that
guy in sales is planning to ice your database for good.
You're gonna ice him first.
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